pretty little cook

Chapter 165 The Secret of the Recipe ([-])
Hearing that everyone was asleep, Mi Xiaowan and Qiqi moved secretly.

In the autumn night, the wind is rustling, and the veil in the gazebo is driven by the wind, dancing enchantingly in the air, the sound of gurgling water, the sound of wind, and the sound of water compose a natural movement, and there are refreshing osmanthus flowers all around Fragrance, this feeling, this scene can be painted!

Mi Xiaowan took out the wine, glasses, and some side dishes that had been hidden away from the small kitchen above, and arranged them one by one.

Qi Qi couldn't wait to pour out a glass of wine and take a sip.

"How is it? Is it the same as that of Great Britain?" Mi Xiaowan asked.

Qiqi pursed her lips lightly. "It's not the same. Yours has a little more sour taste and less mellow fragrance, but as you said, this sweet and sour taste is more suitable for us girls!"

Mi Xiaowan nodded, she was not unhappy because Qiqi said that her wine was not good, on the contrary, she was very happy, only when she knew her own shortcomings, could there be a possibility of improvement. I don't like it. "It should be related to the grapes. I use wild grapes from our mountains. The taste itself is not as good as those black pearls. I will give you a taste after the barrels I brewed this year are ready."

If there is something to eat, Qiqi will naturally not refuse anyone who comes. "Okay!" But then Qi Qi became a little curious. "Xiao Wan, I always thought that your cooking skills were inherited from your ancestors, but these days I can see that Uncle Mi's cooking skills are not as good as yours, how did you come up with such delicious food in your mind! "

After taking a look at Qiqi, Mi Xiaowan smiled. "You are wrong. My skills are passed down from my ancestors, but I am my father's master!"

Qiqi's eyes turned dark, and her small mouth curled up. "Mi Xiaowan! Are you bullying me that I am not as stupid as you? It was inherited from my ancestors! Or did you teach Uncle Mi? Then you mean that your future son Tuomeng taught you your craft?"

Mi Xiaowan laughed. "No, it was my daughter's dream!"

Qi Qi knot.

Seeing Qiqi pouted, Mi Xiaowan said. "Okay, okay! Don't tease you, I learned all my skills from it." As she spoke, she took out two books from her chest. Usually, she is used to reading at night. When she first came out, She stuffed the book into her arms without any hassle.

Qi Qi took the book and opened it casually, it turned out to be a cookbook and a travelogue, needless to say the recipe, the travelogue also recorded a lot of folk snacks, as well as local customs and some temporary things. The little tricks she discovered, although Qi Qi doesn't know cooking skills, she can still see the preciousness of these two books.

"All the cooking skills of my father and I are based on here. It can also be said that without these two books, maybe our family is just a small fisherman now. Not to mention the shop and the land, I am afraid that we can't even eat and drink. It's hard to guarantee." Mi Xiaowan said with a light smile.

"If you show me such a good book, you won't be afraid that I will snatch it from you?" Qiqi took the two cups of books in her arms, as if she really wanted to put the books away.

"We are good friends, if you like it, I will give it to you!" Mi Xiaowan said generously, but her eyes still lingered on the book for a while, and she could see that she was still reluctant.

"You regard me as a good friend, you really gave me such a precious thing?" Qiqi looked at Mi Xiaowan eagerly.

(End of this chapter)